Evil Master and Disciple

There is one thing Ye Feng admires about the Buddhist disciples in this world, and that is that these monks are very self-disciplined.

Recite Buddhist scriptures and practice Buddhism both in the morning and evening.

Although he thought it was a waste of time for monks to get up before dawn to do morning prayers and do evening prayers before dark, Ye Feng had to admire them.

This is not a matter of one or two days, or one or two years.

But it happens every day.

This is very rare.

Ye Feng is the kind of person who gets a headache when he hears monks chanting.

He had no interest in the Buddhist disciples doing morning prayers and signaled Monk Xuanyi to continue leading the way.

Soon, under the leadership of Monk Xuanyi, the three of them arrived at a temple palace almost close to the top of Bodhi Peak.

The palace was not small, with red walls, golden tiles, and hexagonal eaves. Standing in front of the door, one seemed to feel the majestic power of Buddha surging.

The palace gate was closed. Monk Xuanyi walked to the door, clasped his hands together, bowed and said, "Brother, Donor Ye is here."

"come in."

A slightly deeper voice came.

Master Xuanyi stepped forward and pushed open the door of the hall.

The moment the hall door opened, Ye Feng could clearly smell the scent of burning Zen incense coming out of the hall.

Master Xuanyi extended his hand and said, "Two donors, please come in."

Ye Feng bowed to Master Xuanyi, and then he and Yun Shuang'er, one in front and one behind, stepped over the high threshold and walked into the Buddhist temple where Master Xuanzhi was meditating.

After walking in, Ye Feng discovered that this was not Master Xuanzhi's bedroom, but a large Buddhist temple.

The outside looks luxurious enough, but I didn’t expect it to be even more luxurious inside.

The Buddhist temple is more than ten feet high, and its interior is supported by twelve golden nanmu pillars that are so tall that two people can hold them together.

Three huge golden Buddha statues sit in a row.

Ye Feng knew that these three Buddha statues represented the so-called Three Buddhas.

In addition, there are many murals painted on the walls of the Buddhist temple, almost all of which are related to Buddhist myths and legends. Some of the patterns are quite similar to the Dunhuang Flying Apsaras pictures that Ye Feng had seen on the Internet in his previous life.

In addition, the roof of the Buddhist temple is also covered with various gorgeous pictures.

The floor is paved with smooth marble slabs.

At this moment, an old monk with white beard and eyebrows, wearing a purple bud robe, was sitting cross-legged on a slightly worn cushion.

In front of the old monk, there is a huge mirror. The mirror seems to be made of glass, and the pattern above the palace is reflected in reverse.

There are more than a dozen cushions placed around this huge mirror. At the moment, there is only one old monk on the cushions, and the other cushions are empty.

Ye Feng knew that the old monk in front of him was the number one Buddhist monk in the world today, the Xuanzhi Divine Monk!

Faced with a master of this level, Ye Feng and Yun Shuang'er naturally did not dare to lose their manners.

The two of them immediately clasped their fists and bowed.

The two said in unison: "Junior disciples of the Yunhai Sect, Ye Feng... Yun Shuang'er... pay their respects to the Divine Monk Xuanzhi."

The monk Xuanzhi looked at the two and said with a smile, "Donor Ye, Donor Yun, you two are welcome to take a seat."

Ye Feng and Yun Shuang'er looked at each other, then walked to the huge glass mirror on the ground and sat on a cushion each.

At this time, the monk Xuanyi who had brought them here had quietly closed the temple door again.

There were only these three people left in the huge Buddhist temple.

Master Xuanzhi is indeed a great monk with profound Buddhist knowledge. Every inch of his skin and pores seems to be emitting Buddha's power.

His expression was very kind and gentle, and his eyes were gentle.

Although he was also the number one person in Buddhism, the number one person in Buddhism in Ye Feng’s previous life was fat and had big ears, with a fierce look on his face.

“What a gap!”

Ye Feng muttered to himself secretly in his heart.

Master Xuanzhi smiled and said, "I just told Fayuan about your matter. When I contacted Fayuan yesterday, I learned that you were heading east. I thought you wouldn't pass by Lingtai Temple again. I didn't expect Master Ye to come so soon."

Ye Feng said, "Senior Sister Yun and I were planning to return to Tianyun Mountain and happened to pass by here. We had long heard of the name of the Divine Monk Xuanzhi, so we came to pay him a visit. I feel really sorry for disturbing his quiet meditation."

Master Xuanzhi smiled and said, "Donor Ye is too polite. I already knew about the debate between Donor Ye and my disciple Fayuan in the capital.

Donor Ye, at such a young age, possesses supreme wisdom, and his understanding of Buddhism is far beyond my reach. I have long wanted to meet Donor Ye and listen to his profound Buddhist teachings."

Ye Feng felt like he was about to cry.

In the half year since I came into this world, no one has ever praised me like this.

And the other party is a mysterious and wise monk!

Ye Feng quickly said, "Excuse me, Divine Monk Xuanzhi. How could this junior understand any Buddhist principles? When I debated with Senior Brother Fayuan, I was just talking nonsense."

Master Xuanzhi shook his head and said, "That Bodhi Prayer Book could only have been written by someone with supreme wisdom. Is it just nonsense? Donor Ye, there's no need to be so modest. The Buddha said that all beings are equal, and so are you and me. Let's study Buddhism together, without distinction of high or low."

Ye Feng could feel that the Master Xuanzhi in front of him was a true hermit.

Perhaps his cultivation level was not as high as that of another Buddhist master he had met, Nun Jinghui, but Master Xuanzhi's understanding of Buddhism must have been far superior to that of Nun Jinghui.

Cultivation and understanding of Buddhism are two different things.

Ye Feng did not feel the mysterious Buddhist power from Jinghui Nun.

But the Master Xuanzhi in front of him possesses this mysterious Buddhist power.

This kind of Buddha power is somewhat similar to the luck of all living beings and is very mysterious.

Yun Shuang'er was as indifferent as ever.

Apart from saying a few words when she came in, Yun Shuang'er hardly spoke afterwards.

Although Yun Shuang'er didn't say anything, her eyes kept changing between Ye Feng and Master Xuan Zhi, and she seemed a little surprised and uncertain.

She didn't seem to have expected that the monk Xuanzhi would have such a high opinion of Ye Feng, and kept praising Ye Feng for his wisdom.

Could it be that I have been misjudging things recently?

Isn’t Ye Feng an uneducated and naughty person?

Is this guy really talented?

After some polite greetings, Ye Feng was about to get to the point. He wanted to see what Lingtai Temple had taken away from the underground ruins of Bailing Temple in the capital.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Master Xuanzhi slowly said: "Donor Ye, back in the capital, my disciple Fayuan lost to you in a debate. One of the questions was that Donor Ye said that Buddhism claims to be a pure land.

If it is an empty door, why close it?

If it is a pure land, why clean it?

I have pondered this for many days, and while I don't have a definitive answer, I have gained some insights. Fayuan didn't explain it that day, but today I want to offer some insights. I'd also like to ask Mr. Ye to listen to how far my words fall short of the supreme Buddhist principles.

I feel that the reason why Buddhist monasteries are closed is to close off worldly ties.

The reason why the Pure Land is cleansed is to cleanse the obsessions in our hearts.

I wonder what Master Ye thinks of my understanding?"